Luyện nghe bài hát Murder, Murder, Murder

[Monoxide
First I my escape.
on papes and live the scene without a trace.
I'm lookin in her face.
But she see me Im unoticed.
I head straight to her window for focus.
Pokus!
I see the door light, I let myself in.
full of room with plans of murder and mayhem.
There she go, there that lay.
Livin on earth to my dismay.
TO PAY!
Palms are im bout to vomit.
I grabbed the knife outta my and jab it in her stomach.
Again and again, now screamin like I care.
But I could give a fuck before she dies I grab her by her blood
hair.
And tell her shits be allright on my end.
Im glad it happened this way, in my daughters life again.
Aint it a
it came to this.
Life goes on for one less bitch.
it trip?

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Murder Murder Murder. You heard of it.
in reverse. Bodies in the hurse.
Now your lifes because we wanted you to die.
to kiss your ass goodbye!
ask why.

[Jamie
It was December 24, 97.
on the clock 1:11.
Thinkin sendin somebody to heaven.
On the crossroads of faith of a lies in my hands.
I suppose, im wearin dark clothes.
on the sidestreet.
out the scenary.
Make sure aint seein me.
As I to the trunk of the stolen car.
Up to the back with the crowbar.
So far the fullproof.
All from the booth.
Got the machine.
on the scene.
Kick in the backdoor,
for the family dog, thor!
Kicked him in jaw the workboots.
a couple teeth loose.
Smacked him in the mouth with my empty duce.
I smile!
Break his neck and watch him on kitchen tile.
Never him since the day he try to play me foul.
Tried to me, stab a stake knife in his head.
So much for mans best friend.
Im all up in the place in the bedroom masterbatin.
Cumin on the and pillow cases.
Fuck that bitch, just a kunt.
And her nothin but a slut.
wait to seal her mouth shut.
2:30 she returns from work.
Nice blouse, shirt.
attire.
For this for hire.
the keys on the table said baby are you home.
Didnt Bones.
alone.
And shes reachin for the telephone, to the police.
with the cord, now deceased.
In a of a suffication.
Being up for demonstration.
Let em till I im many faces.
Now dead in the closet.
Hangin out with all the clothes.
In the suffered a bloody nose.
But im though.
As I move to the to wash my hands.
Its all of the plan.
think you understand, SEE!

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